@spendius,
And I will extenuate my briefs, with your reverence's permission, and say that I might be considered one of the most perfect paragons of beauty, a finely made man and most genteel, generous with my pursestrings, courteous of carriage and, sitting here at the keyboard with my cigarette dangling loosely between my long and sensitive fingers in my crimson satin breeches, with such an air of careless modesty, as would place the heart in jeopardy, had my age and general decrepitude not stood in the way, of every virgin who shamelessly cast her eyes upon me from beneath her furiously fast waving fan.